LOGINMeanwhile, the sun rose over Ellington City, bright and deceptively peaceful. Golden light poured through the tall windows of Charlesâ private office, illuminating polished marble floors and expensive artwork that spoke of power and wealth.But the warmth of the morning did nothing to ease the tension inside the room.Andy paced restlessly across the carpet, his footsteps uneven, hands clasped behind his back as if trying to physically hold himself together. Sweat clung faintly to his temples despite the cool air conditioning.Failure.The word echoed mercilessly in his mind.âWhat are you pacing about?âCharlesâ voice cut through the room like a blade.Andy froze mid-step and immediately sat down, spine stiff, palms pressing into his knees.âIâm⊠Iâm not bothered, Charles,â he stammered, though the tremor in his voice betrayed him. âOur plans failed. Again. How does he keep slipping through every time? Itâs like heâs untouchable⊠like nothing we do ever reaches him.âCharles leaned
Hi my lovelies đ€Iâm so sorry for the unexpected silence. Iâve been dealing with some app issues that made it difficult to update the story, but everything is mostly sorted out now.Thank you for your patience, and your constant support â it truly means the world to me. New chapters are coming, and I promise the wait will be worth it. đThank you for staying with me.Adrian stepped into the dimly lit hospital corridor, the fluorescent lights flickering faintly above him and casting long, distorted shadows across the polished floor. The silence was suffocating â thick and unnatural â broken only by the distant hum of machines and the faint echo of hurried footsteps somewhere far away. He inhaled slowly. The air smelled of antiseptic and fear. His jaw tightened as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number he had sworn never to call again. The line rang once. Twice. Thenâ âHey, Ady! I never thought Iâd hear your voice again in this lifetime!â The voice exploded through the
Evelyn sat on the edge of the hospital bed, carefully peeling an apple for Eli. The thin blade slid slowly over the fruit, curling the skin into long, fragile strips that fell softly onto the tray. Her movements were deliberateâtoo deliberateâlike someone afraid that if she moved too fast, everything holding her together would fall apart.The sterile scent of disinfectant hung thick in the air, sharp enough to sting her nose, blending faintly with the lingering perfume sheâd worn to the fashion show. It felt out of place here, like a reminder of a world that no longer existed. The hospital was usually quiet, almost soothing in its routine calm, but today, it felt tense. The walls seemed to hold their breath. Even the lights felt harsher, brighter, unforgiving.Eli lay propped against pillows, her tiny body still weak, an IV line taped to her hand. Her lashes fluttered as she hummed softly, a tune Evelyn recognizedâa lullaby Evelyn used to sing when the children were smaller. The sound
I sincerely apologize for the late post, I got occupied by something I couldn't escape, but am back now , and don't forget, your likes and comments means a lot to me, enjoy.âSir⊠this is Clara.âThe words were barely spoken before Clara was shoved forward. She stumbled, losing her balance, and crashed hard onto the cold hospital floor like something worthless, unwanted.The sharp sound of her body hitting the tiles echoed through the corridor.Evelyn snapped.She surged forward before anyone could stop her, rage tearing through her chest like wildfire.âYou bitch!â Evelyn screamed, grabbing Clara by the collar and yanking her up with a strength fueled by pure desperation. âWhere did you take my son?! Where is Ethan?!âClara gasped, her hands clawing weakly at Evelynâs grip. Her eyes flickeredânot with innocence, but fear.âI didnât take Ethan,â she said hoarsely.The words landed like an insult.âOh really?â Evelyn hissed, her face inches from Claraâs. Her entire body shook, her grip
âAdrian, what's going on?â Evelyn cried, her voice cracking as she rushed after him. Her heels slammed against the marble floors of the fashion hall, each loud click echoing like a countdown to disaster. Panic wrapped around her chest so tightly she could barely breathe.Adrian didnât slow downânot even for a second. His entire body was stiff, his jaw clenched so hard the muscles twitched.âI want all men on ground, surround the building, all exits closed. Nobody is allowed to leave this building until I say so. Block every body and vehicle around this building.â Adrian barked through the intercom as he stormed toward the bathroom.The guards scattered instantly, sprinting into formation as the tension in the air thickened.Evelyn forced her legs to move faster, her heart pounding so loudly it blurred her hearing. But the moment she reached the bathroom doorwayâShe froze.Her world stopped.âEli!!!â Evelyn screamed, her voice splitting in terror.Thereâon the cold, polished floorâher
Clara followed quietly behind Eli, her heels clicking faintly against the polished marble as she moved through the backstage hallway. The little girl, completely oblivious to the danger trailing her, hummed softlyâa light, airy tune that echoed off the cold bathroom tiles as she pushed the door open. Claraâs pulse thudded with anticipation. She paused outside the bathroom door, listening to the faint splash of running water and Eliâs innocent humming. Everything was unfolding perfectly. The chaos of the fashion show had created the distraction she neededâmodels rushing to change outfits, stylists sprinting across the wings with garment racks, assistants juggling last-minute alterations, reporters swarming the entrance, and Evelyn⊠busy being Scarlett on stage. Claraâs lips curled. Her fingers flew over her phone screen. I have eyes on the girl. Get your men ready. Once sheâs under control, Iâll signal you. She sent the message and slipped her phone into her purse, breath steady,







